Happy Mother’s day, to all of you moms (and all of you non-moms too.) This is a sort of half-hearted post of some Sunday sketches, one of which was requested by my mommy.
A new addition to my Rabbits with Carrots series. This was requested by my mom. May this piece of fine, high art reflect my deep sentiments of gratitude to her since she birthed me and what not. Thanks mom! I hope you like it. xoxo
Coffee. Yum.
So, my husband, who is pretty much awesome and what not has built me a delicious cake.
It is a liger. Since its inception, I have learned that there is actually a real, honest-to-goodness animal called a liger, but this is the liger from Napoleon Dynamite, bred for its skills and magic. It is pretty much his favorite animal, although mine would be the giliger, which is like a liger mixed with a GIRAFFE, bred for skills and magic combined with super awesome ninja warriorhood! That, my friend, would be one tough cookie of an animal! Maybe a cake idea for a later year?
inside text: "...and your wildest dreams will come true!"
This homemade card was on top of my present, which is a monster defense kit.
It came with an instruction booklet:
Fluffy blanket, a monster snorkel, an amazingly informative instructional DVD, and several other very helpful items were included in this box. I now have Batman pajamas. I am invincible.
Also, in honor of cool things happening on April 29th, I will never grow tired of this image:
Happy Anniversary, you two!
*UPDATE
A giliger drawing has been requested. I submit the following for your approval. I felt the unicorn horn made it more authentic, and considering adding some extra details like nunchucks or have it fart, but decided it was classier as is. Leave me a comment below and tell me what you think. Seriously- does the big butt make it look like a legit ND drawing, or does it just come across as a rip-off? I can’t really decide.
I gotta beat this insomnia. I think I accidentally took a nap this afternoon for a few minutes, and now I can’t sleep.
Cute kid story- I was going over the Christmas story with my preschoolers and we were at the part where the wise men have visited Mary and Joseph and they were going to go back to the nutty king. If you’re not familiar with this part of the story, God warned them in a dream to sneak out of the country another way, and then Jesus’ family fled to Egypt. Well, I was reviewing this part of the story and I asked the kids if they could remember how God told the wise men to stay away from Herod, and one of them said “He sent them an email!” Hee hee hee…
Uh, guys? I just got a text- I think we'd better get out of here...
When I first saw this, it took me a second, and then I laughed, and laughed and laughed and couldn’t stop.
And here is my own offering to the art world for the day. It is the second in my new series of giraffes being interrupted at home by sales calls. I have entitled it “Giraffe Trying to Take a Shower when some Dumb Telemarketer Calls and Interrupts”
Today, I was interrupted in the middle of something by a phone call (automated) from AT&T telling me that I needed to call them about my wireless (which is a closed account). Geez that’s annoying.
I cut out an ad for Tiffany’s Jewelers from a magazine and put the doll on top of the text for the picture 
The Mae West paper doll is complete! You can download it by clicking here. I considered making a color version along with the B&W, but it was taking too long and I thought this would be sufficient. After all- I mostly remember her in black and white, so that kind of justifies my leaving it like this. You’ll have to color them yourself if you want them otherwise.
I haven’t constructed one yet, so I’m not sure how well the doll works, but at least I made one and it’s just fine and there’s an awesome pdf to download if it doesn’t, and that really is the key to happinness in life anyway.
I think if she were alive today, she would wear Alexander McQueen. And it would be a fabulous combination.
This collage was inspired by a post that got freshly pressed the other day. There’s a giraffe shopping collage about halfway down the page and it’s just so funky. It made me wanna collage a giraffe doing something slightly anthropomorphic, but not too cartoony. After a little sketching and a little thinking and the invaluable input from a friend, I give you:
Giraffe Trying to Eat When Some Dumb Telemarketer Calls.
I’m really one of the X-Men undercover, and my mutant super power is forgetting stuff and calling students by their siblings’ names.
Uncomfortable Bus Ride from my "Rabbit with Carrots" series
A Schooling Fish- it's in their nature- you can't get them to stop.
Give Cheese a Pants
Good evening.
Here is a drawing I made of the Great One. I feel like his head should be a little more egg-shaped, but I hope you like it.
On a random side note (and I am seriously breaking my personal no-blogging-mean-stuff rule here, so I’m sorry in advance for what I’m getting ready to say and will probably never apologize again for):
There’s this soapbox I’ve been wanting to get onto for a while now; it is this. I don’t feel very sorry for certain people. If you get constantly, doggedly judged on your parenting skills by everyone, but you’re a parent in a famous, multi-child family and one child gets talked about in your magazine interviews and photographed and generally showed off to the public at every opportunity… well, you’re asking for judgement. Good parent or bad, with that many people being given that much access to your personal life, you will attract criticism. I have no sympathy for them over the scrutiny they receive.
Unfortunately, the child is getting scrutinized as well, and that part I do feel sorry about. Has anyone stopped to wonder if this girl will really want to be a celebrity when she’s older? She’s too tiny to know what that means now, and she’s still too cute to draw much fire, but (God forbid) what if she’s not a good dancer/singer/actress/socialite or even very pretty when she gets older? Then what? I guess that’s her problem. Tough luck, kid. You were born to a parent pimp.
